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A Love Letter to the Woman I Met Last Night (and to the Parts of Ourselves We Often Hide)
The truth is, like you, I have also held dark emotions close to my chest, afraid of what might happen if I let them see the light. I’ve buried pain beneath busyness. I’ve hidden sadness behind strength. I’ve worn shame like armor, believing I had to hold it all together.
When the Map is Your Medicine: The Difference Between Running Away and Traveling to Heal
There’s a fine line between intentional travel and reactionary booking. The high of booking a trip is real—a quick dopamine hit that feels like control, clarity, even hope. But if we’re honest, sometimes it’s avoidance wearing a cute carry-on.
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